This past Saturday, I did something that I never, EVER thought I'd do before: I got up - WILLINGLY - on a Saturday morning at 6-freaking-30 to go for a run before my kids woke up. Do I even need to tell you how much of a rockstar I felt like? I am NOT a morning person, and I NEVER get up early unless I absolutely have to...you know, if I don't want to lose my job or whatever. So this morning run was a HUGE deal to me.
I also learned something: I am still afraid of the dark. When I started running, it was mostly dark outside, and was I ever creeped out. And you know what's NOT so great when you have a scaredy-cat running in the dark around her neighbourhood? Hallowe'en decorations. Creepy.
I learned something else, too: morning running must make me delirious, because I felt like I was running so fast and hard...and when I finished, my time showed me that I was actually slower than usual. I actually had to laugh at that - I have stopped taking myself so seriously when it comes to running. It's much more enjoyable that way. I'd still love to do races at some point, and my ultimate goal would be a half marathon...but that can wait until my kids are older. Right now, I'm okay with just having fun with fitness.
You will laugh, but I am now an early morning workout addict. I know, right?
ReplyDeleteI find my day goes so much better when I workout. Maybe you'll find the same thing is true for you.
You rock, Mama!
I run in the dark too! I have a much better day when I run before work. Go, you! :)
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